Cabin Fever

This Winter has been cold and very snowy. We’ve had about 60 inches (152 cm) so far and a little more predicted this week. All over the news, people are complaining about cabin fever. It makes me laugh. Cabin fever is defined by Merriam-Webster as “extreme irritability and restlessness from living in isolation or a confined indoor area for a prolonged time.” For me, and people like me, it doesn’t have to 25° out and snowing. It could be sunny and 75° and I may be “stuck” at home.

I can’t go anywhere on my own. Not that I want to do stuff by myself, but it would be awesome to go grab a Starbucks, pick up some groceries, or visit my mom without needing Eliz (or Jane or Margaret.) It sure would be great to meet a friend for lunch. It has been over a year since I socialized with a friend without Eliz.

We joined a gym five months ago, in part, to get me out of the house during the week. Otherwise, I would go days without leaving the house. On those days, my farthest trek was to our mailbox at the curb.

Soon Spring will arrive and most will feel freed from the mountains of snow that kept them home. I will enjoy my journey to the mailbox more, but I’ll still be at home.